Byron said:

Byron said:

It's going to be 7 years this summer since my dad passed away, and I still recall everything so vividly. That statement says it all.

It hurts so bad to lose someone that u love. Ive had a few deaths in my family in my lifetime, 2 of them to gun violence. Its as though a piece of u is gone forever and it really tests you. It tests you to see what youre really made of. Its easy to say that u believe in something, but u know nothing until u have to confront the pain of losing someone. We are a fragile creation and none of us knows when our time will be up so let the people in your life know how u feel about them. Hug them and kiss them while u can.

Peace yall.
DF

althom said:

AND you're still alive

I apologise in advance, this is very insensitive
So far, all my loved ones are still with me, so instead I will reflect on how much I love them and call them up and TELL them those out of hugging distance, that is

this may sound silly but my grandfather used to work for the company Zenith in a factory almost all his life. when he would come home would always spread his weed out on the table and take the seeds out and smoke it (now i was a little girl then and i didn't know what it was, he would tell me something silly i don't remember), and afterward he would always send me and my little sister to the store to get him some twinkies and he would give us some money to get us something. He died of cancer about 15 years ago. every time i eat a twinkie or see one i always think of him

One of my college roommates shot herself in the head with a rifle because she thought her boyfriend didn't love her anymore.

Once in awhile, I'll remember the pranks we pulled on the exchange students who lived next door to us; how fascinated she was with Shannon Dougherty and how she made me go with her to buy an issue of PlayBoy so she could see her naked ; how she'd crawl into bed with me for comfort when her endometriosis pain was driving her to tears.

was thinking of my greatuncle this morning (more like a grandfather) and shed a few tears - he lived three weeks short of his 102nd

i was blessed to have him so long but selfishly still wish he was here



and i talk to my sister all the time - imagine what she would say to something i have done or not done

heybaby said:

Not silly at all...

Lost my husband to suicide years ago...still very painful...but remembering the good times helps. Whenever I dance...thank you all for sharing...DF said it best.

This is hard.....

My mom, she was very loud and hilarious. I just have to think of her and I giggle. I want to grow up to be just like her. I lost her in 1994.

My friend John. He had AIDS. He was always full of energy and never in a bad mood. He traveled a lot. On one of his last trips to the Phillipines people thought he was from the group AQUA. He didn't correct them. He had free hotel rooms and got to sign many autographs. We lost him 3 years ago.

Last but not least my cousin Ernie. We were inseperable as children. He was hilarious. We grew apart but we still saw each other a lot. He had many problems but he was still very loving. I miss him. He passed away last year.


R.I.P.

1 of many everyday.

¤L I S A ¤

testicleman said:

Today!! My fathers wife died 2 years ago today!

Thank you all for the beautiful thread!



Peekin at tits!

DexMSR said:

DexMSR said:

You know sexy whap masta....it's only when you suffer a loss that you can reflect and appreciate.... I often think of just how intiricate the weave the tapestry of life displays..... for us to come inot our our and truly live life to the fullest we have to know pain to truly appreciate and recognize pleasure.... and it's through struggle that we enjoy success and in loss we can be fully aware of the importance of living each day to fulfillment and not just fulfillment of and/or in ourselves but bringing those gifts to those around us. And you know what...it's really and truly not about the fulfillment we achieve for ourselves ...but rather that which we achieve through and with those we come in contact with in our daily journey....

In reflecting on lost loved ones.... after the mourning and after the grieving and after we can look past what "WE" have lost and what "WE" no longer have with their passing..... the reflections are so powerful...when the reflectons aren't painful...but rather a bright spot in our day .... it's then that we realize we haven't lost them ... they are andwill always be with us.... and their gifts .... are a constant source of blessings and peace.

big guy... I miss my daddy too but you do realize how blessed we are to be a part of them .... I love refleecting ..... thank you for this thread ..... it made me smile.

toffee said:

WHAP

DexMSR said:

Everyday mate

testicleman said:

mdiver said:

Good Deal!

More than once each day....and every time with a smile.
R.I.P. Yunus. I love you always.

my brother in law at 28 was an alchoholic that was beaten to death by people he thought were his friends. he wasn't the best person and had a lot of enemies, but he was great father and he loved and protected his kids, every year that goes by, every birthday, report card, christmas, thanksgiving, everytime his kids breath and wake to another day he is loved and never forgotton.
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Daily, I talk to those that have passed on, pray to those that have passed on... I dunno, I'm kind of a weird-o, my friends say, because I not only do that, but I pray for people I see on the street. Accidents: automatic, "God, bless them, I pray they're okay." Someone in the car next to me who seems to be having a rough time... same thing.

I've always wanted to be buried and have bought my little area in the earth... but, I dunno, my grandmother chose to be cremated and is always near, in a beautiful glass bottle, sitting smack-dab in my living room. I never forget her because I see her every day. Makes me sorta wanna change my mind. But, then I'd never know if I was in the closet or close to the one who I was given to.

DexMSR said:

Forget Me Not. . .

Forget me not...
I'm merely at peace
in the land where angels
sing me to sleep.

With our heavenly Father
I now reside
but I watch over you
with loving pride.

I sing to harps
in heaven's choir
no longer weary
no more do I tire.

I smile at your strength
as I watch from above
I admire your courage....
conceived through love.

I'll always be with you
only not like before
And my love will not fade
for each day it grows more...

As leaves dance in the wind
and the sun shines bright and hot
I remain in your heart
feel me there..... Forget Me Not!

gina
2004~

toffee said:

Not a day goes by that I don't think about and miss Kimmer, and my Papa

s that was beautiful ginaboo!

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.



it's been a long day

emm said:

And it just keeps getting longer...

My Nana

My Great-Grandmother...Granny...I was out of town working when I got the call that she was in the hospital, and they were calling in all the family...it took me 5 hours to get home, I've never drove that fast in my life...I didn't make it, she passed 20 minutes before I got there...my Grand Mother (Grannys daughter) told me the last thing she said was, "Where's Jason?" She was looking for me, and I wasn't there...it kills me everyday...If there is a heaven and there are angels, I know she's there and I know she has wings...I love you Granny...